My 21st Birthday

I’M 21 YEARS OLD SO NOW I CAN DO EVERYTHING I’VE ALREADY BEEN DOING, LEGALLY! wooo.

Like my friend so cleverly put it, I don’t even have to keep track of my age after this birthday aaand she’s kinda got a point. I can legally do everything a ‘responsible adult’ can. I can rent a car, I can go on a cruise, I can book a hotel room in Vegas [future post] and most importantly I can legally drink alcohol. I feel kind of goofy about that part though because I’m not like super excited that I can get wasted if I want, I don’t even drink often at all. I’m just excited I can buy wine to use in tomato sauce and beer I can drink casually. I also love bar environments because they’re so friendly and casual, so I’m excited for that most of all.

Anyways, I got this awesome cake from Jime. I’m so easy to please. Seriously, just give me food and anything with animals [and in particular cats] on it and I’ll love it. Jime combined both of these things therefore making this the best cake I have ever received. Oh and it’s Funfetti! my favorite.

The only thing is that Jason got me a cheesecake, and my mom made me a white cake with raspberries so I now have waaay too much cake. Like an inordinate amount of cake… I guess I’ll take it as a challenge!?

Some guy on dailybooth said that I should hide in a closet and finish it all. I thought that was hilarious, but too pathetic so instead I’m giving it away to anyone who will take it. Please someone help me eat all this.

I’ve also become obsessed with DailyBooth over spring break. This is my account >  BallenaLeigh

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